If you’ve lived on or near the water, especially a great lake, you know how quickly it can change. Morning can be full of wind, waves chopping at the shore. Turbulence abounds. By evening, as the winds die and the sun retreats, it’s a completely different picture. The same can be said for the effect lighting has on a scene.
This area, in the light of day, is not attractive. The landscape is marred by a crushed chain link fence, a run down shanty, and litter here and there from lazy fisherman and passersby. In that last magical hour before the sun sets, the entire scene takes on a different hue and feel. Suddenly, its one of the prettiest places on earth.
I marvel at the beauty we are privileged to capture if we just wait for the moment.